We Were Always Interfaced, Not Attached

I wanted to show the instant you feel a new limb come online and realize it was never external — reflex and algorithm braided as one muscle. I built a radial mandala of “solid fog” that overwrites its own motif: each ring is pre-residue, active event, and post-scar simultaneously, recursively scanning and misaligning until the boundary dissolves into capability. I chose prismatic interference on cool, shadow-casting fog to trigger ecstatic vertigo; look where a healing seam erases the device-form it repairs — the repair is the limb discovering itself.